Saturday, February 25, 2012

Investigating the Western tradition of magick can be confusing at the best of times, let alone for a person who is at the beginning of their magical journey. There is the near-impenetrable transcend-entalism of early twentieth-century magical texts, the moralistic environmentalism of the modern Pa-gan movement, the popular naive sentimentality of the New Age and the almost cartoon-like prac-tical materialism of some postmodern authors.

Where are we supposed to look for a basic intro-duction to magick, when there doesn't appear to be a consensus on what magick is, let alone a reas-on for why we might want to practice it?

So imagine you recently had the most enlightning experience of your life through a mushroom trip, and a few months later you decide to try it again. But instead of enlightning visions, you end up huddled scared in a corner of your bedroom and whenever you close your eyes you see a GIANT FUCKING SNAKE FILLING UP THE REST OF THE ROOM GRINNING AT YOU. Well since I was meditating for hours on end during that time I finally know what the hell the trip was trying to tell me, that I was too frightened of Earthly life and was exploring inner space too much foregoing on the exterior space. I backed off from any psychonaut adventures for a long while after that so it served its purpose, but now I finally know, thanks to Alan Moore, what it symbolized.

Whoa, I just saw that my blog reached 1 million visitors last month. An average of around 600 visits per day and around 3000 a week. Most of the hits are via google of course but still it's quite nice considering how much I have been slacking the last couple of years, and great motivation to pick up that slack and share some useful, interesting or fun stuff!